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I didn't like that look. “What?”

“Anna has already taken her to where she’s supposed to walk. She doesn’t look well. They had chains around her ankles.”

My jaw clenched.That fucker would pay.

“Are your men in place and ready?”

He nodded, “Yes. They are ready for you, My King.”

“Good. Now show me where she is supposed to walk.”

I followed him through the courtyard, and hid in plain sight where they couldn’t see me.

Suddenly, the music started and everyone stood up. There were no bridesmaids or groomsmen, just the bride and groom in the bridal party. My breath hitched when I saw her.

She was the most beautiful and stunning bride I’d ever seen, and it pained me to see her walking tohim.

He stood up there, with the King by his side. Both of them grinning like they’d won the fucking lottery. It made me physically sick to think of them taking pride in torturing her.

She walked slowly down the aisle, her shoulders slumped, body shaking, and face void of emotion.This was not my Raven.They’d finally broken her completely. I had no idea the state of mind she would be in when we reunited.

When she finally made her way to stand in front of that asshole, the two screens on either side of them turned on with a breaking news report.

After that, all hell broke loose.

Chapter Forty

Raven

I had just made my way down the aisle when the screens lit up with a breaking news report. I didn’t know why they were placed here in the first place, but I assumed Lars wanted to make sure everyone could see Zeke take ownership of me. “Sorry for the interruption everyone. I’m Lacey Cloud with some breaking news for you. An anonymous source gave me some very pertinent information that I need to share with you.”

I looked around and noticed how deathly silent everyone was. I was grateful for the small interruption because it gave me a moment to think. My heart was racing so fast it would probably beat out of my chest. I took advantage of the distraction and placed my hand around the knife.

“I have DNA test results confirming that The Queen herself is not the heir to the throne.” My face heated. There were several gasps around the room and then more silence as the reporter went on. “The King is not her biological Father, which means that this wedding is in fact null and void.”

My eyes went to Zeke, and even he seemed surprised. His gaze wasn’t locked on mine; he was glaring at Lars as if he had a deal with him that went wrong.

“You want to explain what’s going on?” Zeke asked Lars, and everyone seemed to inch closer to the conversation.

“Now’s not the time for that, we need to get on with the wedding.”

Zeke laughed, his face turning as red as a tomato. “What wedding? I was told that if I married this piece of shit, I would be the next King. You lied to me, you motherfucker!”

I took a step back.First off, where the fuck did this guy get off calling me a piece of shit? If anyone was a piece of shit, it was him. Second of all, when was the right time to make my move?I bit my lip. I wanted to kill him. I didn’t care if I would be branded a traitor, or placed in prison for the rest of my life. He would pay for what he’d done to me. If I really had it my way, I would torture the fuck out of him. Make him anticipate what I would do next, counting down every possible second until I was done with him. But if I had it my way, I would never be done with him. I would make him suffer the way he made me. I would restrain him like he did me. I would take a knife and poke holes all over his body until he begged me to stop.

I would make him beg for mercy.The other part of me though, the most rational part, just wanted it to be over. I was tired. Tired of the pain, the emotional trauma, the heartache. I was just ready for it to be over. I just wanted to be with my daughter, living in peace. So if that meant killing him in one move, I’d take it.

This was starting to get ugly.Should I make my move? Or just run?I was frozen in place. It was trashy television right in front of me. Everyone around us scooted in their seats, ready for their popcorn and own version of the Kardashians.

My breath caught when the man of my dreams made his presence known, with two cops standing beside him.Was this his plan? It seemed pretty mild for him. I thought he would come in guns blazing.

He briefly made eye contact with me, and all rational thought went out the window. I couldn’t think. He was wearing jeans and a black button down shirt with the sleeves rolled up. It was so simple yet enough to drive me crazy with how good it looked on him. I just wanted to be by his side, but I knew it wouldn’t be that easy.

Zeke stepped closer to me, and I took another step back. He was going to do something, I just knew it. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

Slade folded his arms over his chest and smirked. “Do you want to tell him Lars, or should I?”

The current King paled, as if he had dug himself a hole he couldn’t get out of. He had made so many deals with lies upon lies. It was bound to catch up to him. He kept glancing at the cops, as if he just knew what would happen next.

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